Chapter 927: Voluntary Suicide?! Everyone Becomes a Soldier!

What?!

Everyone was instantly startled.

All turned to look at Su Yang.

A Betting Contract suddenly appeared.

The Betting Rules were listed clearly.

There was no chance or room to exploit a loophole.

"We actually fell a step behind?" Lin Yang said, surprised.

How incredibly fast Su Yang's speed is!

He hadn't missed even once before.

Moreover, the big fellow also saw his movements.

There was no hint of sluggishness or delay.

But didn't expect...

The opponent was actually faster!

Did that guy install an electric motor on his hand?

"Who could it be?" Wang Defa's face looked a bit unnatural.

It's not that he's scared.

Just didn't expect anyone would voluntarily come forward.

He quietly glanced at Su Yang's expression.

He found the other's eyes cold as a frozen pond, murderous intent fully exposed.

Undoubtedly, the opponent's move was more than just a provocation.

It also hindered Su Yang's Looting plan.

That's the top priority!

Losing a chunk of Faith Value is still a minor matter.

But losing an Innate Talent is a colossal sin!

Unforgivable!

"Damn, which idiot didn't have eyes, leaving a soft persimmon untouched, yet decided to target a team with two Top Players," Lin Yang shouted.

Qin Weiyang glanced at him, saying nothing more.

"Probably a random selection,"

That possibility is indeed high.

After all, compared to actively searching for someone.

Choosing from the recommended candidates presented on the Screen is obviously much faster.

"What do we do, we can't just not sign and reselect, can we?" Sun Qinghe said, eyes full of worry.

"It's too late," Su Yang said in a deep voice.

Choosing a Betting Opponent often takes only a few seconds.

If missed, you can only pick the leftovers.

Maybe there aren't any left.

If the total team count happens to be odd.

Lin Yang sighed, "Does that mean we now have to obediently comply?"

Su Yang inhaled, nodded, "The rules are such, unless we don't want to progress."

"Then let's sign," Lin Yang said helplessly.

Just as Su Yang reached out, a "swish swish" sound suddenly came from the initiator area at the contract's lower corner.

Hm?

The sound attracted everyone's attention.

All turned their gaze together.

They saw each stroke instantly forming.

Lin Yang leaned in, his face almost touching the contract.

He stared as the characters formed, reading each slowly, "Zhao… Cheng… Lin??!"

"Is it him?!"

Everyone's hearts surged with a wave of shock.

But soon they were overtaken by joy.

"Good fellow, I thought it was some rookie, but didn't expect him to voluntarily come forward!" Lin Yang laughed heartily.

Su Yang checked several times to confirm no error, then swiftly wrote his own name.

"The contract is formed!"

"Player 'Su Yang', please choose an evolution type to bet on: Gene Modification or Innate Talent."

"Innate Talent!"

"Selection successful, a loss will forfeit First Tier evolution progress."

"Player 'Zhao Chenglin' chooses Innate Talent evolution type, current tier—Fifth Tier!"

"If victorious, the Ascend God seed and Dependents together gain 1600 points of Faith Value evolution progress."

At the moment it was set, Su Yang let out a sigh of relief.

He had been so worried about the Betting Duel being interfered with.

The plan may not be able to keep up with the Transform.

But if this step goes awry, the future will consume a great amount of time and effort to make up for the errors.

It would be equivalent to taking many more detours.

Su Yang does not want to see this situation occur.

He is accustomed to controlling the pace of events.

However, what they did not expect is…

Zhao Chenglin unexpectedly initiated a challenge.

Is this a coincidence or a deliberate act?

The same question also surfaces in Lin Yang's mind.

He deliberates for a moment and says, "Do you think 'Xingchen' might be aligned with him?"

Su Yang feels a stir in his heart, turns and says, "You also have that hunch?"

Lin Yang says, "Think about it, 'Xingchen' first mentions that the Zhao‑surname's innate talent is special, and then we were selected."

If it's a coincidence, it's perhaps too coincidental.

The New Era's team size is not ten thousand, but seven or eight thousand.

He can select us so precisely and decisively?

I don't believe it!

That remark is reasonable.

First, searching this column cannot be done via the initial letters of a name.

One must input the target's full name precisely and without error.

Obviously, the name Zhao Chenglin is longer than Su Yang.

Setting aside luck, the opponent is likely prepared.

Moreover, it's not just a simple spar.

It will inevitably charge at his life!

"Tsk tsk, four thousand Faith Value, the Zhao‑surname's ambition is not small," Lin Yang says, his eyes full of sighs.

"What a grand stroke, seeing that makes me want to strangle Su Yang for defecting," Luo Shuangshuang jokes.

"Does he not need any Dependents at all? What's the point of storing so much Faith Value?" Ximen Zhirou says, puzzled.

Su Yang says, "Perhaps he wants to reserve more stock for the Fourth Stage Prison later."

Lin Yang furrows his brow, "The problem is this is far insufficient; if we truly lose, he will have to receive thirteen Dependents."

"With so many in the team, how can it be enough?"

That's the logic.

But who knows what Zhao Chenglin is thinking inside?

To that, Su Yang looks at Zhuge Chen, "Is there a way to Investigation the specific function of his innate talent?"

Zhuge Chen shakes his head, "He is very Divine."

Unfortunately…

Su Yang purses his lips and gazes at the large Screen.

He immediately orders, "Brother Zhuge, please draw Zhao Chenglin's likeness."

Zhuge Chen does not decline, instantly agrees, "Alright."

While he goes to the Shop to order a Drawing Brush, Su Yang says, "Brother Zhuge's Gene Modification is scheduled for tomorrow."

"Everyone must, starting tomorrow, participate in the Training Plan."

"No refusals or excuses are allowed."

"Wei Yang, Sheng Ge, please work harder."

Qin Weiyang nods slightly, "A minor issue."

Lu Junsheng, however, is a bit startled by the favor, he smiles wryly, "What I've learned are all Unorthodox Three-Legged Cat Kung Fu, likely unable to play much role in real combat."

Su Yang smiles faintly, "Sheng Ge, your abilities are evident to all; who present doesn't know you get up at six in the morning to box in your room?"

"Just a simple practice, fearing rustiness," Lu Junsheng says.

"Just teach the techniques and killing methods, as fast as possible," Su Yang says.

"Then… okay," Lu Junsheng nods.

Su Yang knows his character clearly.

He dislikes making random suggestions and does not intervene in decisions.

Usually he is rather laid‑back, his greatest hobby being sitting alone in the backyard watching the sea, daydreaming.

His mind is filled only with family.

There is a collective consciousness, but not much.

Su Yang ponders that with the team now large, systematic management must be formed.

Daily planning cannot be neglected either.

After all, the opponent comes in a fierce surge; this is not a battle without preparation.

A slight slip could lead to irreversible ruin.

Other Dependents are fine; Su Yang, even if dead, could still defect.

But for the person concerned, he does not wish to lose to a traitor.

"I want to see…"

"What gives you the right to come knocking!"